Seeing Eliza's smile, Albert smiled dotingly and held her even tighter. "Well, go to bed now. You are sick. You need more rest to recover soon. You don't need to get up early tomorrow. I will make breakfast for you."

Albert can cook? Eliza couldn't stay calm anymore. He was born in a wealthy family. How could he cook? "Are you kidding me? You can cook?"

"I can only make simple Chinese breakfast."

It was because he liked Chinese breakfast. In the past, he and Amanda often stayed at home in weekend, but they had to have breakfast. Amanda had tried to make breakfast, but her hand was scalded. In...